Whew, what a weekend!
I woke up in the middle of the night Saturday to go to CA and drove straight to the expo! (almost 7 hours) I got there earlier than I intended (I originally thought I was going to take the 91 ((yes I’m a Californian. I talk about traffic/freeways)) but just cannot stand driving through Corona. It makes me absolutely crazy. So I took the 60 and just came down the 710. Milage wise, yes it’s longer but it was so much smoother of a ride without that traffic!) so I had some time to kill.
Since I had my lunch all packed and with me, and since the next stop on my travel itinerary would take a couple hours with no eating allowed, I grabbed my lunch box and had a picnic at the pier. I listened to my audio book and people watched and walked around a bit.
In case you didn’t know, I’m LDS.So I was able to run down to the Newport Temple! Beautiful! I love visiting new temples.
It was an early night back at the hotel and ate my packed (and approved) salmon dinner. I unpacked all my race gear and realized I FORGOT my running capris!! I texted my sister and debated running out to walmart or old navy for a replacement but luckily, I packed and extra pair of workout shorts (I planned to drive home in them on Monday) and lanacane. My sis offered the pants she brought but said they some times slide down- I did not want to deal with that so I braved the race in my shorts.
Sunday morning my brother woke me up saying he was there to pick me up. WHAT? Oops. I threw on my clothes, grabbed my shoes, breakfast, etc and hopped in the car. I’m beyond thankful my brother and sister came to get me and to support my race.
It was a bit of a frantic start but also kind of nice that I didn’t have time to dwell on what I was about to do!
The race itself? Well I wish I’d done better! Final time was 2:29. I started out way to fast. Around mile 4, I saw the 2:10 pacer creeping up from behind me. At first I was so excited I was on track for a 2:10 finish but quickly realized I wasn’t ready to do a 2:10 half and new I wasted too much energy in the first 1/3 of the run.
I started to slow down. Then around mile 7, I turned the corner to see a looooong stretch of runners in front of me and couldn’t help but think “I have to run alll that?!?!?” Running is SO SO SO mental. I tried really hard to put all those negative thoughts from my mind. I tried to smile as I ran. I listened to good tunes. But it was really hard mentally more than anything! Especially when the 2:15, 2:20, 2:25 pacers past me and I couldn’t keep up. Such a bummer. (My shorts also slowed me down, since I did stop a couple times to apply lanacane. I’d rather be slow than chafed!)
It was a very pretty course, though! I definitely would recommend it. I really liked it. It was hotter than I’d like, but not as hot as last year!!
In the end, I’m proud of myself. I sprinted the final 0.1 of the race and felt better than my last half (the Fontana half in June) but I did feel like I was going to puke at the finish line. My brother (not a runner) asked why I do this when it makes me puke. My sister (a runner) answered for me “it goes away.” Haha. Love my sister.
I had a very lazy night Sunday night, indulging in the marshmallows I’ve been saving just for this!
I got back home Monday and was reunited with my very favorite thing!